no original thoughts

(you do not have to follow the beliefs associated with the style if that style has associated beliefs. The wheel curse does not affect anything like that.)

If the above stretch ain’t compatible with you for reasons like having bitch ass knees, here are some alternative and amazing stretches for the muscle in order of easiest to hardest (but imo least to most helpful) to perform:

However, just keep in mind that none of these stretches will help you if you have a herniated disc, which compresses the nerve roots that protrude from the spine itself! For that you’ll for sure need some different medical intervention.

I need Everybody To Like Me because everyone time someone calls me a liar or a freak The Brain Shuttle ships me back off to Planet We Hate You, ruled over by 1 (one) wildly hostile and irrational idiot who doesn't even exist anymore. Because it's Anecdotal Evidence On His Side Of The Court

There’s stuff you have control over, there’s stuff you don’t, there’s stuff you have control over but only with years of frustrating effort.

“Nobody:

Girls that bullied goth kids in high school:”

They're the pickiest because they only eat things they can catch by plunging into at least six feet of water feet-first and are as close to their maximum carrying capacity as possible, to maximize calories-per-trip.

They're the Least Picky because so long as something fits those parameters, Osprey will go for it.

They're the pickiest because they only eat things they can catch by plunging into at least six feet of water feet-first and are as close to their maximum carrying capacity as possible, to maximize calories-per-trip.

They're the Least Picky because so long as something fits those parameters, Osprey will go for it.

They never slept for more than four hours a day, which they complained about. I asked if they had tried going to the doctor. They said no, that their parents wouldn’t let them. They’re an adult and had their license, so I asked why they didn’t drive themselves to the doctor. No answer.

They skipped school nearly every day because they didn’t feel like going, that they didn’t understand the work. I worked through it step by step, I scheduled tutoring sessions where they did everything in their power to distract me from teaching them anything. I was a pretty good student, and I made a personalized exam sheet that would help me figure out where they were at in terms of math skills. They refused to fill it out. They complained about their math homework and when I asked what it was about, they told me they didn’t know. Frustrated, I asked what was on the page. They didn’t know. I asked them what the name of the assignment was. Turns out, they hadn’t even opened it yet.

They’d eventually go into “homeschooling” that was really just a soft drop-out. They’d call and text constantly, begging for me to hang out with them because they were bored. When I didn’t answer their calls, they’d act as though I didn’t like them anymore. They did this thing where they’d just text “Meow” over and over and over and over again until I answered. For. hours. At. A time. I was usually either asleep or at school. It got to the point that hearing their texting noise go off made me preemptively angry. I asked them to stop. I told them that it bothered me. At some point I was so tired of it that I just told them outright that it was annoying and I hated it, which was honestly an understatement! They’d always act as though I was attacking them, calling them annoying and that I hated them.

They had this thing where they’d beg to pick me up or get physical in some way, specifically with wanting to fight me because that’s how they “knew how to show affection”. I do not like being touched, and I refused again and again because they kept asking, no matter how much I reiterated that I wouldn’t let them bite or wrestle or pick me up. They’d get super huffy about it, always in that stupid “UwU you’re being so mean to me” tone.

It was one day where I was laying in bed, and I heard the text tone go off, and for just a second I thought about changing the noise that way I wouldn’t find it as aggravating. Then, finally, I thought to myself “why the fuck would I do that when I could just stop talking to them?” And that was that.

There was a lot of other things too that finally pushed me over the edge with them, but seeing your post about people acting like that and expecting sympathy reminded me so thoroughly of them that it grossed me out, lmfao. I am much more stubborn with my boundaries now!

That ex-friend is on tumblr, so, if you see this for some reason even though I’ve blocked you,

Respect my boundaries and get fucked!

I also choose this person's ex friend

This shall be titled "Am I high or are we all just fucking ignoring that thing", and I was so excited to try this out that I just shamelessly yoinked someone's entire goddamn living room. I originally meant to just use it as a reference, then ended up heavily referenced, and frankly the final outcome is just a paint-over. Source link in image.

It's the Royal Academy of Art Young Artist's Summer Show. One of my favourite exhibitions of the year. Like. Not only are the older kids insanely talented, the younger ones' artist statements will just punch you right in the face.

Jeffrey is my cat and he feels like my heart